Crazy mixed up kid

Actually I left the five hour meeting. With a huge sense of relief. Came home, ate chips, drank beer, talked with the family. And spent £500 on tickets for the Hay festival in a few weeks time. Everything from Simon Schama to Jimmy Carr and Brexit to D Day. If you’ve never been you have no idea quite what a brilliant culturefest it is. Can’t wait.

I handled it pretty well today in stress terms. In fact at times I really rocked. On a good day I’m like Mr Wednesday from American Gods and today was one of those days. But I’m very glad it’s over. Don’t have the stamina any more ...